Chapter 554

"Drop a drop of your blood essence into this Tianyuan pen."

Seeing this, the old man said to Xia Fukun with a smile. Immediately, he raised his hand. Suddenly, the Tianyuan pen came to Xia Fukun.

Seeing this, Xia Fukun did not hesitate to sacrifice a drop of blood essence.

And see Xia Fukun this drop of blood essence, that old man is also obviously Leng for a while.

Because Xia Fukun's blood essence, shocking, is the circulation of ten colors of blood essence.

Each color represents the power of blood.

In other words, there are ten kinds of blood power in Xia Fukun's body!

Normal people, the body can only have a kind of blood power. And can have the power of two kinds of blood, all are in this world can stay in the power!

But——

There are ten kinds of blood power flowing in Xia Fukun's body!

This is also the first time for the old man to see the hope of the underworld in Xia Fukun

"Drop your blood essence into Tianyuan pen."

Under the old man's instruction, Xia Fukun soon fused his blood essence with Tianyuan pen.

Is also to wait for their own drop of blood into the Tianyuan pen.

Xia Fukun felt that an unparalleled breath appeared in front of him.

The long silent Tianyuan pen, as if, at this moment, thoroughly show its light.

Even the owner can feel it.

At this moment, in this Tianyuan pen, a long silent force is gradually awakening.

And this

It's just a quasi artifact

"Hiss"

Xia Fukun took a deep breath.

"If so, how terrible are the artifact in the hands of Qi Tian Da Sheng and others!"

Xia Fukun shakes his head, knowing that it's not the time to covet the magic weapon in other people's hands.

Also at this time, the old man in front of Xia Fukun said with a smile:

"It's the first time for me to feel that Tianyuan pen is so excited. It seems that you like Tianyuan pen very much for your blood essence."

Ignore the old man.

Xia Fukun knows that he has ten kinds of blood power. His own blood essence must be able to meet the needs of Tianyuan pen.

"This Tianyuan pen can be divided into written form and martial form. I'm here. I'll show it to you again. You can watch it! "

Then the old man took a deep breath.

Although Xia Fukun has been recognized as the master of Tianyuan pen that day, he is bound with Xia Fukun, but after all, he is the former master of Tianyuan pen, and naturally can drive the Tianyuan pen.

It was also accompanied by the old man's hand turning. Suddenly, the shape of Yuan pen changed a little that day.

Originally only about one foot long, it expanded several times in an instant. Hold it in your hand like a spear.

The old man held the Tianyuan pen in his hand and called out to Xia Fukun.

"Watch it!"

All of a sudden, he picked the tip of his pen and stabbed it forward.

"Chi"

A sound of space fragmentation came out.

In front of the old man's space, because of the power of Tianyuan pen, it was like a cobweb of cracks.

Xia Fukun took a deep breath.

It's Tianyuan pen!

"This Tianyuan pen has its own power of space, but because it has not been repaired, it can only release these Xu. If you have the chance to repair it in the future, the power you can release will surprise you! "

At this point, the old man took back the Tianyuan pen. Then he gave a sharp drink

"Literary form!"

As soon as the old man's words were finished, the yuan pen returned to its original size that day.

It's just that——

On that day yuan pen, light, circulation of some halo.

And that halo, like fluorescence in general, as if between a stroke, have infinite mystery in it.

"If the form of martial arts is not enjoyable, just look at the form of this article!"The old man's voice fell down, and he drew a few strokes in the sky with Tianyuan pen.

All of a sudden——

"Weeding day is noon!"

Five words were written by him.

After the appearance of these five words, an amazing momentum was attached to the old man.

"Attack me and try!"

Xia Fukun didn't know what the old man was going to do, but he still nodded. In his hand, the barren fingers began to move and ejected towards the old man's body.

It's also this time.

The old man was not slow, smiling. When Xia Fukun came to him, his pen was lighter.

"Prisoner!"

A word was written in the air by him. Suddenly, Xia Fukun felt that an invisible cage appeared around his body. His body was trapped inside and couldn't move.

"This..."

Xia Fukun's eyes lit up immediately.

This is Tianyuan pen! It's really a treasure!

Before he was excited, the old man wrote a word "Po" in the sky with Tianyuan pen.

With this word appeared in front of Xia Fukun's eyes, Xia Fukun's body, as if hit by a powerful force, flew backwards.

"I have shown you the literary form and martial form of Tianyuan pen. I believe you can see the power of Tianyuan pen. "

"However, if you want to repair Tianyuan pen, I'm afraid you still need to raise some things. It should take some time to raise these things. But it doesn't matter, old man. I can survive for a while. During this period, as long as you accompany me to recite couplets, I will consider telling you the materials needed for the restoration of Tianyuan pen. How about that? "

Listening to the old man's words, Xia Fukun got up from the ground and walked in front of the old man. As soon as he made an effort in his hand, the yuan pen appeared in Xia Fukun's hand that day.

And the old man, at this time, also looked at Xia Fukun with a smile, like he was determined to eat Xia Fukun.

"Ha ha, I can fix it myself! I don't need you. "

Xia Fukun sneered and immediately let the demon refining system repair in his mind.

Although this is the first time he spent 10 million refining points, there are some heartache. But with more and more wealth, with more and more high vision, this ten million refining point, but also bite teeth to spend!

The old man, however, looked at Xia Fukun with a funny face.

He doesn't believe it. Xia Fukun, if he doesn't tell him what materials he needs and how to repair them, can he repair the Tianyuan pen?